Monarch

When I went out for a late morning swim, a duskywing skipper was enjoying the mountain mint, but not the pesky wasps.  Threatening clouds were a false alarm.  I checked on the Argiope spiders.  One web was still a mess, another was rebuilt but unoccupied, and the one among the dead rue stalks had a spider.  Dragonflies were perched and ready.  At lunch, the monarch butterfly seemed very excited by the butterfly milkweed.  I think it was a female because it paid attention to the leaves as well as the flowers.